I don’t give a damn about my bad reputation.

Joan Jett I love you. 

I’m God,  how bad is my reputation?

Pretty fuckin’ bad.

Well, if you look at how much I’ve been blamed for.

As if I give a shit about football.

A bunch of overgrown children playing a game.

I would smite the fuck out of Tom Brady.

It was a fumble.

If anyone reads this, they’ll have no clue why God doesn’t like Tom Brady.

Basketball, hockey, futbol, known by one country as soccer, skating, snowboarding, any other sport.

And why in the blue holy fuck do they ride bulls?

I’m rooting for the bull.

Matadors who get fucked up, that’s a good one for the bull. 

Get it. God doesn’t give two shits about anyone playing any sport.  If they think they got help, it was from the other side.

If I think about it, love is good, fear is potentially evil.

A fear of not having something to eat gets one’s ass in gear.

A fear of not having the right address, is stupid and gets people to do evil shit. 

Potentially evil fear is. Yoda speak.

I must be stoned if I’m writing in Yoda.

Yeah, I would say so. Speaking in Yoda has always been a sure-fire way to know if one is drunk, stoned, or really really big into Star Wars.

I get it. I’ve know those people.

People who know Wedges name.

I don’t know, but I know someone who does.

I care more about the arts than I do sports. I don’t even like sports.

I like Frisbee golf, but that’s not really a sport. It’s just a way to hang out with my buddy.

God doesn’t like sports,  and God really loves the arts.

Music.

Writing.

Plays.

Films.

Sculpting.

Painting.

And other arts.

If I think about it, everything I do is art, and I’m an artist creating with other artists in an improv world.

Everything has an art to it, everything.

Indeed,  I think you nailed it.

Go to bed before you write more and fuck it up.

Nighty night.